Days had slipped by since that fateful day in the 70D—since Phei had bound her, gagged her, paddled her swollen mound until it throbbed red and slick, and teased her virgin entrance with that brutal black dildo, stretching her puffy lips thin and angry around just its flared head, forcing her to gape and squirt in desperate, denied arcs without ever claiming her fully.
The camera had captured every filthy detail of her perfect round ass cheeks rippling violently with each denied chase, slick strings snapping between her fluttering hole and the glossy silicone, her muffled screams bubbling through drool as she begged for ruin.
But he had held back—saving her true penetration for himself, whispering that dark promise in her ear as he finally set the toy aside: "Your cunt is mine now.No one touches it—not even you. You'll ache and drip and beg until I decide to fill you."
She had nodded through, her body still spasming from the shallow pops that had left her entrance raw and weeping.
